RYAN DUNGAN HURD

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
Dream Report: Recorded 3/05.  I am walking up a flight of stairs in a brick building with my girlfriend. I'm aware this is a dream. Behind us is a group of unknown people, a family of four or five. They are making me nervous as they "close in" on us.  At a landing I turn around and tell the woman who is leading them "Leave us be! I'm asking you to give us space!"  The woman grins almost maliciously and I know she is a trickster. Very intelligent eyes. I'm scared of her. We run on (my girlfriend and I), holding hands.  We come to a window and I jump onto a metal fire escape on the side of the building, and then lower myself so I am hanging from it.  My girlfriend at this point is gone, but I am holding a piece of paper in my teeth.  I hang there, waiting to get discovered when I realize that I am alone and no one is coming.  "Oh," I think, "it's only me here."  Relieved, I let go of the railing and fall into a dark abyss. Intense feeling of falling for ten seconds or so, no visuals. then, out of the center of my visual field, green and white jewels of light bloom outward. for the next 30 seconds, a beautiful mandala forms, taking up most of my visual field in its completion. It constantly moves, emerging from the middle, a kaleidoscope of green and white lights. I am overjoyed and feel intense gratitude mixed with a strange sorrow.
The painting is acrylic on canvas. I tried to depict the mandala in its fullest form, however, I painted it like the mandala in the dream, starting in the middle and blooming outward, without a plan in mind. The dot technique is self-organizing when I really get into it.  If anyone has had similar mandala-experiences in their dreams, I welcome you to contact me and share, either privately or in group chat. 

 

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